The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 597 Primordial Spirit Manifestation
The three stars became more and more dazzling, and finally turned into three flame chains of different colors, hovering above Song Xing's head, releasing a suffocating hot breath.

"Spells of the Fire Clan, no, there is also the breath of the Shui and Jin Clans?" Ying Long said in a low voice.

In those three star chains, he sensed a great crisis.

As soon as Ying Long's words fell, the three chains of flames rushed towards Ying Long, and the chains wound up and wound around Ying Long's neck.

At this moment, a phantom of an ancient clock suddenly appeared beside Ying Long. The ancient clock was engraved with strange runes. melodious sound.

clang~
The ancient clock trembled, and a thick sound wave swept out, hitting the chain of flames.

The flame chain stagnated slightly, but it did not stop moving forward.

The crisp and sweet bell sounded from the chain, and two balls of white mist suddenly gushed out of the chain, and then two palm-sized bells emerged from the white mist, floating above Ying Long's head.

The moment the bell was swayed, Ying Long immediately felt dizzy, as if his head was about to explode, his eyes went black, and he almost passed out.

"Soul Soul!"

Song Xing gave a soft drink, and the two bells suddenly burst into pieces, turning into bells that filled the sky and enveloped all directions.

Ying Long, who was already on the verge of falling, was immediately shaken back a few feet. He clutched his swollen forehead and looked at Song Xing with cloudy eyes.

The bell just now was refined by Song Xing with spiritual power. Once activated, it will form an invisible soul-suppressing sound wave, shaking the soul.

This kind of spiritual technique is almost impossible to guard against in battle.

"How come, how can you, who lives in the body of the soul, use such a powerful mind attack?"

Ying Long looked at Song Xing with disbelief.

The method of separating the primordial spirit from the body and placing it in the body has extremely high requirements for the practitioners, and various taboos are particularly obvious when using it.

For example, those who are originally afraid of fire will be more afraid of fire, and those who are afraid of water will be more afraid of water, and the separated soul will also have a lower resistance to the attack of spiritual power.

Song Xing's soul-suppressing sound waves can cause serious damage to the dragon's thought power, and what's even more frightening is that it can't dodge, it can only carry it hard.

But what really makes Yinglong feel incredible is that when Song Xing uses the power of Yuanshen to attack with thought power, his own Yuanshen will bear the brunt of the huge impact. Why does Song Xing seem to be fine now?

The two fought very quickly, and everything happened in a short moment. When Ying Long was injured and before he could react, Song Xing had already appeared beside Ji Xiulan, ready to take Ji Xiulan away first.

Not far away, Huangdi Ji Shaodian narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a thought, a sharp sword emitting a cold light appeared beside Song Xing out of thin air.

On the edge of the sword, there was a fierce killing spirit, and the fierce and domineering sword energy burst out from the sword, and slashed towards Song Xing.

Song Xing frowned, raised his hand, and pushed the blade back a few feet with a burst of strength. Then he swayed and appeared beside Ji Xiulan, holding him in one hand, and quickly left outside the Yellow Emperor's Palace.

"How bold, presumptuous!"

Ji Shaodian scolded angrily, and swung the long sword in his hand again.

Wisps of sword light galloped across the air, each sword light was so sharp that it seemed to be able to pierce the void, and the dense sword energy enveloped Song Xing overwhelmingly.

Each strand of these sword qi has the power to break mountains and rocks. If it falls in the mortal world, it is afraid that a single encounter will destroy a city.

Facing such a sharp sword energy, Song Xing was expressionless, and suddenly took a step forward with his left leg.

In an instant, the sky dimmed, the wind howled, and thunderclouds billowed.

"roar~"

Accompanied by a terrifying roar, the dark clouds in the sky violently churned, and a huge and ferocious dragon broke through the clouds and hovered around Song Xing.

The dragon's whole body was red, its scales were as bright as blood, and the scales on its body even had a faint metallic luster.

A pair of gigantic dragon claws, the size of a millstone, carried a terrifying wave of air as soon as they appeared.

"Ang~"

The flood dragon opened its mouth and roared, spitting out raging fire.

The fiery pillar of fire, like a sky-burning fire, pierced the sky and blasted towards Ying Long and the others.

"Don't be a wicked beast!"

Ying Long jumped up, and threw out his right fist, hitting the fire pillar.

With a loud bang, the pillar of fire exploded, turning into an endless rain of fire and falling down.

With the help of this counter-shock force, Ying Long's body rose a few feet again, and rushed towards Song Xing.

Song Xing sneered, stood in the sea of ​​flames, stretched out his right hand forward, and two flames shot up from the sea of ​​flames and fell into his palm.

Ying Long snorted coldly: "How dare you show off your petty tricks."

Before the words fell, five great suns suddenly appeared above Song Xing's head, and the five great suns gathered together, blooming dazzling brilliance.

The real flames of the five suns spurted out and condensed into a colorful lotus flower in the air, which stood in front of Yinglong.

The five-color lotus contains vast and powerful fire-type spiritual power, as if it can melt all things and turn everything into ashes.

Ying Long's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt the extremely scorching temperature coming from the five-color lotus, so he couldn't help but backed up a few steps.

Although this flaming lotus flower looks only the size of a palm, the spiritual power of the fire element contained in it is extremely vast.

Seeing that Song Xing was about to take Ji Xiulan away, Ying Long's expression changed, and he let out a roar, his body suddenly swelled up, and immediately transformed into a beast with wings like a dragon and a dragon.

Surrounding the beast's body was an infinite evil spirit, which seemed to be resonating with the sea of ​​fire Song Xing had summoned, making the beast body even more ferocious and irritable.

Ying Long raised his head to the sky and roared, flapped his wings behind his back, and suddenly a gust of wind blew away all the flames, and rushed towards Song Xing.

His speed was extremely fast, like a meteor, he appeared in front of Song Xing across a distance of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

But what greeted him was a pair of gigantic long swords that cut through the flames!

The long sword is more than ten feet wide, and a blazing fire is burning on the edge of the sword. The sword's intent is unparalleled, and it seems to split the sky and wipe out all the existences that block it.

There was a look of horror in Ying Long's eyes, and he instantly activated the power of the primordial spirit in his dantian, spreading all over his body.

The speed of the long sword was extremely fast, and it arrived in front of Ying Long in an instant.

A solemn look flashed in Ying Long's eyes, and he twisted his body hastily, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of the long sword.

The long sword flew past Yinglong's chest, and the strong wind brought up by it made Yinglong's skin hurt.

The long sword swept across Yinglong's side, and cut a ravine hundreds of feet deep on the high platform below, almost dividing the entire Huangdi Palace in two.

After a sword strike, Song Xing, who was holding Ji Xiulan in his left hand, squeezed a fist with his right hand and pushed forward.

In an instant, his fists burst into golden light, and a gigantic unicorn phantom emerged from behind him, roaring and rushing towards Ying Long.

An incomparably terrifying aura spread above the Yellow Emperor's Palace, making everyone around tremble, as if death was about to come.

Ying Long was horrified, he didn't even care to stop Song Xing, and shouted in horror: "The primordial spirit manifests!"

Before the words were finished, the gigantic unicorn swooped down, carrying Ying Long's gigantic body down, and landed heavily on the top of the Yellow Emperor's Palace.

Aroused the sky full of dust!

(End of this chapter)